"I heard that before we leave tomorrow, the main troupe will select a few outstanding representatives to visit Liu Yilan in the hospital. I wonder if they will choose me," Wu Youli mentioned the rumor she just heard, asking with concern.
"There definitely will be, you are now the pillar of the drama group," Lu Dabao patted Wu Youli a bit too hard, almost knocking her to the ground.
"Don’t think too much, hurry up and eat then go pack your stuff!" Sheng Ning supported Wu Youli, urging her.
Each performance tour for the troupe was very tough, lasting over a month like rushing from one place to another. Now that it’s cold, they rode in big trucks, and the living conditions were not good. Despite this, they still wanted to bring warmth to the workers guarding the hardest parts of our motherland.
This was something Wu Youli was willing to do.
It was also something Sheng Ning liked to do.
The group of young girls quickly finished eating, while the senior comrades at one table were still wrangling over the topic of "Rebirth."
Su Hai was bombarded with various questions by everyone, yet showed no sign of impatience, still smiling and playing Tai Chi.
Anyway, he answered whatever was asked but provided nothing of actual value.
Everyone was most curious about who "Rebirth" was, and they still didn’t know.
"Su Hai!" Shen Feihu, being of the same generation and more than a decade older than Su Hai, usually called him by his name in non-public settings.
"The President also wants to ask me who Rebirth is?" Su Hai countered.
Shen Feihu slapped the table, "I don’t care who Rebirth is, as long as he can write something that satisfies us, right? You guys too!" he said, pointing at several people present including Yang Wenying, "What are you asking for? Is it necessary to know? Isn’t it just wielding a pen?"
Yang Wenying turned her head away, refusing to look at Shen Feihu. She kept telling herself in her mind, he’s just a brute, a rough man, don’t bother arguing with him.
What does he know about art? What does he understand about culture? He doesn’t. As the highest commander of the Rescue Association, he just needs to know how to lead people, so don’t quarrel with him.
"President, that’s not how you talk," a person from the Cultural Department said with a face full of agreement, "From the brushwork it’s clear that Rebirth must be a young person, only a young person could write something so imaginative and majestic. Such a person represents the hope for our future development! Finding and nurturing him is also a contribution to the nation and the people!"
"Bullshit! Don’t keep harping on big slogans to me, dragging everything about contributing to the people," Shen Feihu quickly finished his meal and slammed his chopsticks on the table.
"I think what Su Hai is doing is right. By not revealing who Rebirth is, he’s avoiding you all constantly harassing him."
"The President is right," Su Hai sinisterly agreed with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.
Everyone else was speechless. There really was nothing to discuss with a brute, they might as well eat!
They looked down at the table; where’s the food? Wasn’t today supposed to have extra dishes? How come there are only empty plates left?
Su Hai also put down his chopsticks, politely saying, "Everyone, please enjoy, we need to head back now as we have another meeting to attend."
Thus, the two left together.
The others stared at the empty plates, what enjoyment? They didn’t even get anything to eat!
Yang Wenying was also shocked by the shamelessness and nerve of these two, put down her chopsticks, and chased after them.
"Wait... Director Su!"